can i have it all back again?
i miss the gentle touch i'd wake up to in the morning, the
obnoxious noises that would make me giggle in my sleep. the endless
phone conversations until dawn, i remember it all. i won't forget
when i was distraught you wouldn't stop talking to me until we both
fell asleep. the summer days were never ending, in the heat we'd
surround ourselves in this beautiful environment that was, once my
home. waking up in this bed alone, permanently gives me the
impression that you're not here, and i don't know when you will
ever return. know, i won't find anyone similar to you in any way,
whatsoever. the angel god sent me has flown away. and in this empty
bed, i hold myself not to weep, not to fall, not to cry. admitting
i try harder than i should, but i didn't know that i would. if
there was anyway i could show you i miss you, it wouldn't be by
telling you, because it didn't bring you back, did it?